Ab me aap ko jo batane jar aha hu yeh baat 2 saal pehle ki hai mere bagal me ek aunty rehti thi unka age 35 ka unka naam priyanka tha hoga,magar who 2...8 se upar ki nai lagti thi, aur dekhne me ekdam gora sa badan tha unka uska fig 34-30-36 jab bhi unko dektha toh wo bhi mere ko dekthi phir andekha kar deti as normal me unki gand ko dekhta tha rehta jab who chalti uffff kya batoo aisa lagta ki me unka gand ko apne dono haato se dabate rahoo par kya karu control karma padta aur raat ko apna haat. Thoda ruk jaa”.She then sat up, slipping her arms upto my face. Before I could protest – I tasted apricot lipstick and a warm tongue. In between our moist, saliva laden kisses – she had told me about everyone she had fucked in our society -“tu sharmilla hi reh gayan bas!” I was growing furious and crazy. My hands were all over her but she was still dressed in her big cleavage blouse, green saree and soft pink eyeliner. It was about 11:30 when we finished kissing. Then she said – “Ab tu apne. I noticed two young boys standing on the other side of the road. They had an umbrella so they were not worried about rain. However, the way they were looking at me, I think they were trying to figure out my breast size. I really needed a taxi now, people were staring at me and the weather was getting worse. Suddenly, a car stopped in front of me. In hope to find a good man, who could give me a ride, I looked inside the car. I was shocked to see Adam inside the car. He had grown a lot. He. The man grabbed some batteries and walked upstairs.When he reached the top, he spotted a scantily clad Sasha on the bed. The slender, waifish guy was wearing a yellow midriff tee, cutoff denim shorts, and pink ankle socks. He spotted a tripod with a camera mounted. He locked eyes with Sasha for about two seconds longer than what it was socially acceptable.“The remote,” Sasha prompted.“Oh yeah! Let’s try these.”The batteries solve the problem.“Need anything else,” asked Ronnie.“No, sir,” Sasha.